Hey, everybody! I honestly meant to post something by Christmas, but then Christmas turned into the New Year, and I'm lazy. I'm going to try to update Growing Up: Terror Twins by next weekend. And if I don't, would you really be surprised. I'm not promising anything. Okay, so this chapter is really short, but I thought it was funny. Tell me what you think.

Dance-Lord

It was no secret that Peter loved to dance. It was no secret that Peter loved to dance mainly to his two favorite mix tapes. And it was certainly no secret that Peter danced to his mix tapes whether or not the other members of his team were on the Milano with him. What was a secret was how Peter danced when no one else was on the Milano with him.

One day while making a pit stop on Xandar, Peter volunteered to stay on the ship while the others gathered supplies. It was routine run and wouldn't take long to finish; and since Groot had grown to be the size of a toddler, Rocket had decided to take the Flora Colossus with him to get more materials to fix the ship and build weaponry. This left the half-Terran to guard the ship all by his lonesome. But Peter knew just what he was going to do with his alone time. Smirking, Peter hummed 'Hooked on a Feeling' softly as he went below deck to start up his tape player.

The sound of piano chords being tapped out to a cheering crowd emanated from the speakers. Before another set of chords was played, Peter slid across the hall in nothing but his Ravager jacket and his briefs, holding a metal rod in his right hand. Then drums added the beat, Peter kicked out his leg and sang along with the song as he danced around the room.

Just take those old records off the shelf;

I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself.

Today's music ain't got the same soul.

I like that old time rock 'n roll!

He strut around the crates and boxes in the Milano's hull, grabbing onto two parallel beams and shaking his hips to the beat before pushing off.

Don't try and take me to a disco;

You'll never even get me out on the floor!

In ten minutes, I'll be late to the door!

I like that old time rock 'n roll!

He jumped onto one of the crates and started using the metal rod as an electric guitar. He held it just above his swaying pelvis and fell to his knees while singing into the top like a microphone.

Still like that old time rock 'n roll!

That kind of music just soothes my soul.

I reminisce about the days of old

With that old time rock 'n roll.

Peter was really getting into the swing of the music by this point. He threw the metal rod to the side and added more personality to his freestyle moves. Sure, he looked like he was having a seizure, but he was having even more fun because of how silly he must look. He wiggled his hips and popped his coat's collar. Peter Quill could dance like this forever if he had the choice! Jumping around and acting like he was the only person in the world as he mimicked the music with air guitar motions.

Unfortunately after half an hour of dancing and spastically jerking about, Star-Lord was no longer the only person on the Milano! A choking sound brought the human back to reality.

Looking up, Peter saw Drax, Gamora, Rocket, and Groot gapping at him. Well, Drax, Gamora, and Rocket were gapping; the raccoon-looking being was trying to keep the small Flora Colossus from seeing the captain in his underwear, but Groot's struggling to uncover his eyes was not helping Rocket's noble endeavor.

"Guys," Peter tried to cheer after clearing his throat. "I . . . uh . . . what's up?"

"Why are you not wearing pants?" Drax asked. "This is indecent."

Peter blinked. Did the bare-chested muscle man really just bring up modesty as the first issue?

He didn't want to explain how he got the idea from a movie. His laid-back grandfather didn't want him to see it, so Quill had sneaked over to a friend's house to go to the theater with him and his friend's older brother. Peter deflected Drax's question with one of his own.

"Why are you guys back so early?"

"I am Groot," Groot stated while still trying to shove Rocket's paw-hands away from his eyes.

"Not happening, idiot," Rocket snorted to the plant-child, though not maliciously, before saying to Quill, "We landed in a 'No Docking Zone'. Nova Corps has been trying to get you to move the ship for half an hour before calling us individually." He muttered lowly, "Now we know why they couldn't reach you, eh, Dance-Lord?"

Gamora didn't say anything. She merely stopped the radio, threw pants at Star-Lord's head, and went up to the deck to move the Milano.

"Do you dance like this every time you are alone?" Drax asked.

"Yep, pretty much," Quill quickly replied as he put on his pants. "Terra, Ravager ship, Milano, you name it. If I'm alone, I'm dancing in my underpants."

No one ever brought up the incident again, but Peter added 'Dance-Lord' to his ever-growing nickname repertoire.

So I've never seen Risky Business, but I did read the Wikipedia plot summary. I kinda figured that Grandpa Quill wouldn't be too keen on letting eight year-old Peter see this movie. What do you guys think? How can I improve?